Reborn Evil Wizard

The Valentine's Day incident ended up falling through the cracks.In the end, Lin Xi couldn't find the person who dared to tease him with words. Although he wanted to investigate some traces from the little man who had been carefully prepared by Lockhart, but since these clowns with no brains were useless at all, apart from killing There is no use in venting anger, and this matter has no choice but to stop here.

And not long after that, another unexpected incident caught his attention.

Lin Xi was standing in the auditorium where the dinner was held just now, surrounded by confused Slytherin students. He was called over from the cellar dormitory, and people from the other three colleges were also called over. Here, at the front of the auditorium, the Hogwarts professors all looked serious and extremely nervous, as if something bad had happened.

Looking at the hundreds of jack-o-lanterns that have not been canceled in the sky above the auditorium, as well as the swarm of bats fluttering and dancing while eating, and the orange streamers that spew flames, they all look lazy and peaceful at this moment, I was not moved by the solemn and condensed atmosphere of the scene at this time, as if the previous performances had exhausted all the experience.

Young Master Lin suddenly realized that Halloween, as a never-ending Halloween cursed by his cheap brother, how could it be possible to simply pass by like this.

But this year's Hogwarts is no longer threatened by the Chamber of Secrets Basilisk, so what's the trouble?Lin Xi raised her eyes and slightly glanced at Dumbledore who was coming in a hurry, followed by Professor McGonagall.All the doors of the auditorium were completely closed under the professor's magic wand, and suddenly the humming and curious whispers of the students in the entire auditorium completely stopped, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the headmaster of Hogwarts, and the atmosphere was so quiet for a while.

Dumbledore looked around, "Something happened." He said, "The professors and myself are going to conduct a thorough search of the entire castle, and you..." With a wave of the wand, all the long tables in the auditorium flew to the wall , Hundreds of purple sleeping bags suddenly appeared in the entire hall.

"I think you may have to spend the night here. Yes, for your own safety, the prefects must stand guard at the entrance of the auditorium, and the president of the male and female student unions is responsible for all matters here." Dumbledore did not say anything more , he quickly disappeared into the hall with his dazzling wizard robe covered with golden stars. It seemed that there was indeed something difficult waiting for him.

After the professors had arranged everything and left, the auditorium was buzzing again.This allowed Lin Xi to understand all the causes and consequences of what happened tonight without much effort.

"Has the portrait of the Fat Lady at the entrance of Gryffindor Tower been destroyed? Well, Sirius Black, you are still here." Lin Xi chuckled, looking thoughtfully at Gryffindor .

Speaking of which, this rebel from the Black family can also be regarded as his godfather.Although apart from Dumbledore, no one in this world may know it anymore.Lin Xi suddenly felt that this person was very interesting.Now that we know that Peter Pettigrew, the traitor back then, is still alive, since he has already escaped from the hellish Azkaban, and since he can escape the pursuit of the dementors and come to Hogwarts, why not go to Dumbledore? What about Lido?

Is he afraid that Dumbledore will kill him after he appears, or does this person not trust Dumbledore at all?If it is said that he has no intention of thinking about other things because the enemy only wants to take revenge at the moment, it would be too strange. To what extent does a person have to be brainless to develop such a character with excessive self-interest and paranoid madness.

Sirius Black, you've aroused Ben's interest.Eldest Young Master Lin lay sideways in the sleeping bag, raised his eyebrows slightly, and showed a faint and ruthless sneer at the corner of his mouth.

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In the dark and gloomy auditorium, the night was getting darker, but Harry didn't feel sleepy at all.

He looked up at the dome that had been enchanted and looked like the night outside. From time to time, silver-white ghosts pierced the sky, but he was always thinking about the conversation he had just heard in his mind, and faint doubts emerged in his heart.

After Dumbledore and the professors returned without success, Snape insisted that he should help Sirius Black into the castle at Hogwarts, and his low tone seemed to be telling the truth rather than speculation.

"I don't think anyone here will help Black come in. Severus, you are overthinking." Dumbledore denied Snape's guess in a calm and calm tone, but it seemed that he was not surprised that the other party would say so.

Snape snorted coldly, and there was a trace of imperceptible depression in his tone, "Don't forget, Dumbledore, there are people in this school who can help and have the strength to help Black."

"Oh, you actually doubt him?" Dumbledore's tone was a little surprised, but more of it was flatly denied, "It's impossible, Severus, you don't understand. Maybe only he is the most unlikely To help Sirius. And I thought, based on the relationship between you, you will have more trust and concern for him."

"It's true that I'm familiar with him. In fact, it's because of this. The more you get to know this man, the more you will understand how terrible he is. Dumbledore, I have to say, maybe your head has been filled with that pile of sweets." It's so full, I don't even know I'm playing with fire." The indifference and emptiness escaped from Snape's Thursday, and the cold marble-like face was tense wordlessly, and it was impossible to believe that someone could make this indifference The deep man had such a vigilant look. "Every time I see him, I always think of that person, but I don't know if you will be able to relax like this in a few years."

"Severus, you know, he's still a boy, so there's nothing to worry about," said Dumbledore, with the intention of ending the subject in his tone, "and, you see, I have to rush to notify the photographers. Ghosts, just in case they can't wait and want to come in themselves. Oh, not a good topic, isn't it."

Snape sneered, "So, you should have rejected them in the first place, sir. It seems that in order to prevent your terrible imagination from becoming a reality, I may have to go on patrol, although I don't think this will solve anything at all .”

Gradually leaving was the angry and awe-inspiring footsteps of the Potions professor, and Dumbledore's footsteps were as quiet and brisk as he remembered. On the side, Ron's clear wine red eyes were not sleepy.

Harry shook his head, signaling him not to mind.Ever since Ron somehow knew that Sirius Black entered Hogwarts to kill Harry, he had been keeping vigilance by Harry's side until today's attack made Ron's nerves even more tense.Such a feeling made Harry a little dazed, and he thought of a person, Bellatrix Lestrange, this woman who followed him in the same way when he was a student.

Unfortunately, that's where the memory ends.That woman is probably locked up in Azkaban now.Harry was a little bored thinking about it.Harry didn't worry about the so-called godfather who betrayed his parents and took refuge in Voldemort, and now he escaped from prison like a convulsion and wanted to kill him. Sirius Black, in front of Harry Potter, was not enough at all. Worry about it!

Harry's more thoughts were on the people mentioned by the two professors just now.In fact, his mood is slowly settling.

Could it be him, the one Dumbledore and Snape were talking about?

A faint and cold sneer suddenly appeared on Harry's handsome face. Perhaps, he had already made a conclusion in his heart.

Isn't it, my dear, Xi...

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After the incident of Sirius Black's break-in, it was the first Quidditch match of the new semester.

This time Harry wisely waved Ron good-bye at the Great Hall table, on the pretext that he could no longer keep the whole house busy for him, and canceled the idea of ​​visiting the match until everyone had left for the Quidditch pitch, noting in particular After Dumbledore also focused his attention on the field in order to prevent the dementors from breaking in, Harry took out a bottle of blue potion.

The phantom potion that has already been brewed.In a place where no one was around, he drank the potion in his hand in one gulp.

Yes, opportunity.Harry found that today was his best and perhaps only chance to leave Hogwarts.It is impossible for him to complete the things under the re-surveillance of the Order of the Phoenix during the holidays. Perhaps only today has such a rare possible opportunity.

After taking the potion, his figure gradually disappeared, and finally disappeared like a wisp of green smoke.The corner of Harry's mouth smiled slightly, the potion took effect, he plunged into the solid wall behind him like a ghost, and walked quickly towards the deserted wall outside the castle.

Not far from the Forbidden Forest is the magical wall that surrounds the entire Hogwarts and protects it from being discovered by the outside world. As long as he crosses this barrier, Harry can immediately use Apparition to go to where he intends to go place.But just as he passed by the edge of the Forbidden Forest, a figure caught out of the corner of his eye made him stop in vain.

It's him! ?

Harry turned his head slightly, looking at the familiar figure in the black wizard cloak, skipping the Quidditch match just like him, and appearing here in a strange and concealed figure.

What is he going to do! ?

Harry couldn't help but think that when he was in the Forbidden Forest in the first grade, he saw him use alchemy to make a dead unicorn. Maybe even now he is still carrying Dumbledore behind his back in the Forbidden Forest. Unfathomable experiment.However, it doesn't matter to me, does it.

Even though he was thinking this way, Harry's eyes were still fixed on the man, with uncontrollable greed and cold cruelty in his eyes, until he saw him walking through the edge of the Forbidden Forest, thinking about the lake farther away. away from the lot.

Looking in the direction the other party was heading, Harry's eyes fell on the huge green weeping willow with slender branches and leaves swaying in the wind in the far corner.

Harry's dark green pupils shrank suddenly when he didn't realize it.The body almost couldn't restrain itself and wanted to stop the figure, but he stopped it abruptly.

It was because I always thought of him too simply, Harry turned around abruptly and left no more nostalgia, he was just a Whomping Willow, if he got hurt because of this, it would be a joke.

Passing through the wall, Harry took a last look at the figure, but he couldn't hide the indifferent self-deprecation at the corner of his mouth.

However, the self who is distracted by this is the most ridiculous one...